CHAPTER 10
Truths
Fox sat in his room for hours watching the taps he had taken from his parents' respective rooms and he had also raided Alistair's surveillance tapes from their stashes. He was about to give up. He was tired and his eyes were stinging.
"It's no use, I've been doing this for days and nothing.absolutely nothing."
He got up and went to the window where he spotted Teresa playing with her son. He smiled as he watched Teresa lifting her son into the air and keeping holding him over her head. He could see the child laughing.
"Lucky kid!"
Fox's smile faded as he saw Ethan come in the picture.
"Great! Way to ruin things for me."
No matter how hard he tried, Fox always felt bitter at the idea that Ethan was going to be Teresa's husband some day.
"But he makes her happy. He really does."
He watched her as she held her son to her side and smiled at Ethan. Ethan took his godson from her and played with him as Teresa looked on with the smile still printed on her lips.
"A happy little family."
It hurt too much to watch them together. He turned his attention to the television set and stared at it in shock as voices came on.
'I don't want to die, please.help me.'
Teresa was wearing an orange jumpsuit and strapped to a table. There were ivies going from her arm to a machine. She was crying and trying to set herself free from the belts that were tying her down. She was screaming for Ethan to help her, for anyone to help her.
'I don't want to die."
He heard the noise of the machine starting. He felt his legs weaken under him. He sat on his bed and kept watching as Teresa stopped fighting to set herself free and closed her eyes still whispering for someone to help her. He felt lost when the doctor who was present pronounced her dead. He kept looking at her still body feeling a lump come over him. He got up from his bed and went back to the window and breath a sigh of relief when he saw that Teresa was outside running around with her son and laughing.
Voices started as a new image came on.
"I cannot believe that your plan worked so perfectly, Rebecca."
Fox turned his attention to the television again. He saw Teresa in her coffin and Ivy and Rebecca standing over her talking.
"But was it really necessary that she died? I mean we didn't have to have her executed."
"Don't go soft on me, Ivy. You hated her as much as I did."
"Maybe, but I never wanted to see her lying in a coffin. And Pilar was always one of my dearest friends.I got to say that the tape of Ethan shooting Julian in the cannerie was risky, but Teresa really bought it."
"Who would have thought? I guess she really loved him enough to die for him. The third Mrs. Crane is dead which leaves you and me only. Ethan will not be bothered by her anymore. He can go back to Gwen and marry her like it was supposed to happen."
"You're right. I still think that framing her for murder is a bit too much. But like you said, at least we won't have to worry about her."
Fox stared at the screen in complete disbelief. He knew his mother was evil but that evil was a revelation to him. He never felt that angry in his entire life. He left his room making sure he locked his door and went to Teresa.
"Fox, there you are."
"Not now, Mother."
"Now is as good as any other time darling."
He finally turned and faced her.
"What's wrong, Fox?"
His face was closed off to her.
"Nothing. And since when do you care?"
She didn't answer.
"Thought so. I have to find Teresa."
He walked away from her and went outside where he could hear laughter. Teresa's laughter. He finally saw her. she was sitting on the grass and she was tickling her son as she her laughter mixed with his giggles. For a moment, he forgot what he had seen. He was just contempt to watch her like that. Free and happy. Then he saw Ethan who was sitting on a bench enjoying the same thing he was. Yeah, Ethan.
Teresa finally looked up and the smile she had on her face widened when she saw Fox standing with his hands in his back pocket.
"Fox!"
She picked up her son and almost ran to him happy that he was there. She stopped at the seriousness of his features.
"Something wrong?"
She put her son back down on the grass as he shook his head. He pulled her in his arms.
"What's wrong, Fox?"
He looked at her. There was something inside of him that was telling him that he should tell her the truth and then there was the other side that reminded him that if he did, she would go back to Ethan he would lose her for good. Nothing would ever be the same. He finally spoke.
"We did it, I found proof that my mother and Rebecca were the ones who framed you for Julian's murder."
Fox sat in his room for hours watching the taps he had taken from his parents' respective rooms and he had also raided Alistair's surveillance tapes from their stashes. He was about to give up. He was tired and his eyes were stinging.
"It's no use, I've been doing this for days and nothing.absolutely nothing."
He got up and went to the window where he spotted Teresa playing with her son. He smiled as he watched Teresa lifting her son into the air and keeping holding him over her head. He could see the child laughing.
"Lucky kid!"
Fox's smile faded as he saw Ethan come in the picture.
"Great! Way to ruin things for me."
No matter how hard he tried, Fox always felt bitter at the idea that Ethan was going to be Teresa's husband some day.
"But he makes her happy. He really does."
He watched her as she held her son to her side and smiled at Ethan. Ethan took his godson from her and played with him as Teresa looked on with the smile still printed on her lips.
"A happy little family."
It hurt too much to watch them together. He turned his attention to the television set and stared at it in shock as voices came on.
'I don't want to die, please.help me.'
Teresa was wearing an orange jumpsuit and strapped to a table. There were ivies going from her arm to a machine. She was crying and trying to set herself free from the belts that were tying her down. She was screaming for Ethan to help her, for anyone to help her.
'I don't want to die."
He heard the noise of the machine starting. He felt his legs weaken under him. He sat on his bed and kept watching as Teresa stopped fighting to set herself free and closed her eyes still whispering for someone to help her. He felt lost when the doctor who was present pronounced her dead. He kept looking at her still body feeling a lump come over him. He got up from his bed and went back to the window and breath a sigh of relief when he saw that Teresa was outside running around with her son and laughing.
Voices started as a new image came on.
"I cannot believe that your plan worked so perfectly, Rebecca."
Fox turned his attention to the television again. He saw Teresa in her coffin and Ivy and Rebecca standing over her talking.
"But was it really necessary that she died? I mean we didn't have to have her executed."
"Don't go soft on me, Ivy. You hated her as much as I did."
"Maybe, but I never wanted to see her lying in a coffin. And Pilar was always one of my dearest friends.I got to say that the tape of Ethan shooting Julian in the cannerie was risky, but Teresa really bought it."
"Who would have thought? I guess she really loved him enough to die for him. The third Mrs. Crane is dead which leaves you and me only. Ethan will not be bothered by her anymore. He can go back to Gwen and marry her like it was supposed to happen."
"You're right. I still think that framing her for murder is a bit too much. But like you said, at least we won't have to worry about her."
Fox stared at the screen in complete disbelief. He knew his mother was evil but that evil was a revelation to him. He never felt that angry in his entire life. He left his room making sure he locked his door and went to Teresa.
"Fox, there you are."
"Not now, Mother."
"Now is as good as any other time darling."
He finally turned and faced her.
"What's wrong, Fox?"
His face was closed off to her.
"Nothing. And since when do you care?"
She didn't answer.
"Thought so. I have to find Teresa."
He walked away from her and went outside where he could hear laughter. Teresa's laughter. He finally saw her. she was sitting on the grass and she was tickling her son as she her laughter mixed with his giggles. For a moment, he forgot what he had seen. He was just contempt to watch her like that. Free and happy. Then he saw Ethan who was sitting on a bench enjoying the same thing he was. Yeah, Ethan.
Teresa finally looked up and the smile she had on her face widened when she saw Fox standing with his hands in his back pocket.
"Fox!"
She picked up her son and almost ran to him happy that he was there. She stopped at the seriousness of his features.
"Something wrong?"
She put her son back down on the grass as he shook his head. He pulled her in his arms.
"What's wrong, Fox?"
He looked at her. There was something inside of him that was telling him that he should tell her the truth and then there was the other side that reminded him that if he did, she would go back to Ethan he would lose her for good. Nothing would ever be the same. He finally spoke.
"We did it, I found proof that my mother and Rebecca were the ones who framed you for Julian's murder."
